"It was only a matter of time - and not much of it - before I showed up at your window and begged you to take me back. I'd be happy to beg now, if you'd like that" -Edward Cullen
Copyright Stephenie Meyer. New Moon, Chapter 23 What if Edward hadn't been able to resist? If he did indeed show up and beg Bella for forgiveness? This is how I think it might have played out.
This is my first fanfic, I hope people enjoy it I know this idea has been done many times, but I wanted to start with something easier and I've had this idea since I read that line in the end of New Moon (admittedly a long time ago). I've just been too lazy to write it out. Wouldn't it be great to be able to say that I am the wonder that is Stephenie Meyer? Alas, I am not her, so none of this belongs to me.
2. Part 2
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I was saved from having to answer Edward when all of a sudden an odd shriek reached my ears.
I was so out of it that it took me a few seconds to identify it as the phone. "Hol - Hold that thought," I managed to choke out. I stumbled into the kitchen, leaving Edward kneeling on the floor in the living room.
When I picked up the phone, I heard a worried, familiar voice on the other end, saying "Hello? Hello? Bella! Talk to me!"
Sighing with relief, I exclaimed, "Jacob!"
"Oh thank god!" He sounded breathless.
"Holy cow, Jake, what did you do, run home?"
"Well, I had to let Sam know and then I needed to call you as soon as I got home to make sure you were okay. I don't trust those bloodsuckers one bit, even the doctor."
I didn't know how to break it to him, so I settled for quick, like a band-aid. "It'snotCarlisleit'sEdwardandhestilllovesme"
"Sorry, Bells, I didn't quite catch that?"
Oh man, now I had to explain to Jacob. "It wasn't Carlisle in the car. It was Edward. He came back to apologize and ask me to forgive him." As I said that, I realized I really wanted to stay with Edward. Without him, I wasn't whole. I had tried to live seven Edward free months, and had barely survived to tell the tale. Who was I to turn away an angel?
"...Bella? Hello?" Jacob's voice yanked me back to the present.
"What? Oh, hi sorry..."
"You didn't hear a word I just said, did you?" Jacob accused, teasingly.
"Ah, um, well, no, sorry, I just kind of spaced there." I wasn't really lying to him; I did forget what I was doing. I just didn't tell him it was in favour of dreaming about my gorgeous vampire boyfriend.
"I asked if you wanted me to come and kick the leech out for you, or if you wanted to do it yourself?" he explained. I felt so bad for breaking Jacob's heart like this, but I knew I had to pick Edward. I could never truly be happy with Jacob, especially if I knew Edward still wanted me. I took a deep breath, and prepared to hurt my best friend.
"Jake, I'm not kicking him out. He came to ask for my forgiveness, and I'm giving it to him. We're getting back together." I paused, holding my breath. This wasn't going to be easy for him to deal with. After he didn't answer for a while, I thought maybe he hung up on me. I'd certainly deserve it. "Jake? Jacob? Are you there?"
After a few seconds, he started to speak in a hushed, angry voice "You're taking him back? Just like that? Bella, he doesn't deserve you! You didn't see what the mere memory of him did to you in those first few months! You were practically catatonic! Do you want to make Charlie go through that again?! It was killing him to see you so depressed. Bella, please think this through." I knew Jacob would hate me for this, but I had this feeling that Edward and I belonged together.
Knowing Edward could hear me, I said, "I have, and I believe I'm doing the right thing. I still love him more than my own life, and I don't think he's lying when he says the same thing. He's not going to leave again, so I don't really have to worry about Charlie. See, he only left to protect me, but he sees now how it obviously didn't help. He never wanted to hurt me. I love him, Jacob, and nothing you can do or say is ever going to change that."
So quietly that I could barely hear him, Jacob admitted, "But I love you too, Bella."
Ouch. I flinched. That one hurt, a lot. But I knew I had to play my ace card, so he could move on.
"I'm sorry, Jake, but we could never be. I love you too, but only as a friend. I wouldn't feel right with you. And what happens when you imprint? Would you hurt me like Edward did? Do you want that for me? And don't try to tell me you've imprinted on me. I've seen imprints, and you don't -" I didn't even get to finish my speech when I heard the slam of Jacob's phone on the cradle.
Blinking back tears, I hung up the phone and walked slowly to the living room. Edward was still kneeling on the floor, but his vulnerable expression had been replaced with a huge grin and a sparkle in his dark eyes. He watched me as I moved to sit beside him.
"You really feel that way?" he asked cautiously. I nodded, unable to speak. Suddenly he took me in as tight of a hug as I think he could without killing me.
Edward whispered in my ear, "I swear to you, Bella, I will spend the rest of eternity making it up to you, if that is still what you want."
Wait, does that mean- I pulled away and asked, incredulously "You're willing to change me?"
Edward smiled my favourite crooked smile as he said, "I've lived seven months of pure hell without you. The thought of spending forever not having you by my side causes me unimaginable horror. As wrong as it feels for me to give in and damn you, I'm just too selfish to not bite you and then have to live with myself."
I couldn't help myself. I didn't care that he hadn't been around my smell in months, I didn't care that we were sitting in my living room and Charlie, or worse, Jacob, could come crashing through the door any second. All I cared about was that I got to spend eternity with my angel, and that made me so happy that I jumped into his arms and kissed him with all my might. Surprisingly, he didn't break away, even when I tangled my fingers in his beautiful bronze hair and pulled him even closer. We were kissing harder and deeper than we ever had before, but he didn't seem to care, and kept on kissing me back.
Finally I ran out of breath and broke off, panting. His lips merely moved down, kissing my cheek and neck. "Are the rest of your family coming back too?"
Edward chuckled and spoke against my chest. "Of course. You think I could keep Alice away when I'm allowed to see you again? Even Rosalie missed you, if only for Emmett's sake. Would you like to go see them now?" I laughed, and then sobered up. "Let's go home."
He swept me up in his arms and started walking. And I couldn't help but feel like I was where I belonged, together with Edward, hopefully for the rest of forever.